When I saw Hongling, she was drinking tea. I hadn't seen them for a long time, and I was very excited in my heart, and I didn't feel that I wanted to rush forward to hug them. Suddenly, I noticed that there were several elders with solemn expressions sitting on the left and right sides of Hongling. Hongling was sitting alone on the top, drinking tea unhurriedly without saying a word. Bai Tong and Brocade sat behind the elder and did not say hello. Shao Shao suddenly remembered that Hongling was now the head, so he said: "Shao Shao has seen the head. Several elders moved their eyes over, and Hongling just said lightly: "Shaoshao, you are here, sit down." ”

"I don't know what's important about the elders?" Hongling has been in the palace for a long time, and his speech is not slow.

"The old head traveled away, and never returned to Qianmen Town, but the day before yesterday, his subordinates received a letter from the head of the house, which was a testament, the clouds have returned to death, the bones have returned to heaven and earth, there is no need to bury them, the dust returns to themselves, and the soul is to the moon. The speaker was a red-faced elder with curly hair, white hair and black beard, a loud voice and a strong physique.

Shao Shao couldn't help but be stunned, it seemed that the separation was still in sight, but the old man had gone immortal and would never see each other again. I couldn't help but feel sore in my nose for a while, and I didn't blink my eyes, but tears poured out of my eyes, and my face was moist. I still remember being lonely, drifting away when I was young, scattering sweat and laughter on the mountain, but now it is Nan Ke's dream, and there is no trace of the dream, but I clearly remember the way the master instructed me to make snacks and taste the spring water, it was really sweet and beautiful, but I was very sad when I woke up.

Unconsciously sobbed and made a sound, tears were added, holding on to his eyelids, wanting to see Hongling and them looking for some comfort, but the tears that couldn't be stopped, gushing out and blurring the vision, wanted to say something, but trembling and couldn't make a sound, the sadness that had never screamed could be sad and hoarse, and he couldn't open his mouth astringently, so he had to cover his face and cry. It is said that emotions are contagious, but they can only make heartache permeate into mist and spread over everyone's heart.

Listening to the low and shallow sobbing, Shao Shao stopped himself from crying in his heart, but asked clearly, why did he go like this, what was the reason for the master. However, the bitterness in my heart, the tears in my eyes, the sound I couldn't make, my heart was sore for a while, and I no longer even had the strength to speak, I only remembered crying, as if my sadness had drained my strength in an instant.

"Don't be sad, the old one is gone, and the new one needs to take the throne and see the congregation. Hearing the voice, I looked up weakly and saw that it was a white-faced old man on the left, simple and simple, just an ordinary farmer, where I could see the appearance of an elder. But listening to his voice, the sound is in the ears, and the silence is self-generated, and you know that this person's internal force has been perfected, and the operation of the cover qi has been controlled freely.

"Elder Yu, what do you think?" Hong Ling forced himself to speak, his eyes red.

"Forgive me, according to the Meiyue canon, the new head of the sect will take the throne, and the next eighteen of the three elders will need to pay a visit to each other, because when the ancestor concubine founded this sect, I am afraid that the unscrupulous people have other plans, and the next eighteen generals of the three elders will not recognize each other, but only the head and the elders to whom they belong will know. Elder Yu said, "The old head has passed away, the head of the family is busy, and he needs the assistance of two Dharma protectors, but the old master's last life is the White Lady and the brocade, and the few can stay or go, and if they go, they will be removed from the church, and they will have nothing to do with the Meiyue Sect." The old boss said in the book that the young and young are scattered, which can make the old boss have supplies before his death, and live his life safely and undisturbed, and his wish is satisfied. When Shao Shao heard this, he already knew in his heart that it was the master's will, so he stood up, offered his hand to Hongling and them, and floated away.

I went to the Qianfu Inn in Qianmen Town to settle down, but after a while, Hongling sent someone to send the things of the master before his death, and wanted to chat with the brocade and them. Stayed for two nights, and went to see the red fire restaurant during the day, but found that it had changed hands to others. I saw the shopkeeper, but I didn't know him. I couldn't help but order a few side dishes, a little wine or two to drink a little drunk, it turned out that I didn't know where to go, I was still a rootless person, a person who had food and shelter but was still a wandering person. Now that the master is gone, Hongling and the others have their own teaching affairs, but they don't understand why the master just has to get rid of himself. took a small sip, but there was a wry smile on his face. But suddenly I heard a voice, déjà vu, who is it?

In her memory, this voice was very important to her, but she never thought about it, but her body had already stood up suddenly. Turning his head, he saw the shopkeeper talking to the restaurant owner. "Boss, this month, I don't use much mushrooms and the like. "Oh, just look at it. On weekdays, you have to keep an eye on some accounts. Don't tell the pork master to take it home again. The word "pork" was like a resounding cloud arrow, instantly piercing Shaoshao's head, "buzzing", all around it was empty, only one person was left, and only one voice was roaring in his head: "butcher".

It was indeed the one butcher.

It was indeed the one butcher.

"It's the butcher indeed. Shao Shao confirmed it with himself in his mind. Although he no longer had the machete that had removed many lives pinned to his waist, the smell of blood had been washed away from his body. With a rich hat, a rich belly, smiling and a kind smile. But it's him, the same sturdy figure, the same general's belly that he touches when he laughs, the same face, just a little older, the same voice, just a little older. Time can take some with you, but you can't take some with you.

Shao Shao Meng was there. It's as if there is only oneself in heaven and earth, only the voice in the head.

Someone patted her on the shoulder, someone shook her shoulder, someone shouted loudly beside her. I couldn't come back to my senses, and it took me a long time to see the affairs around me. Seeing a few people standing in front of him and saying something, looking at him with strange eyes, talking, covering his mouth and smiling, as if he was watching a fool perform, fortunately they were not playing monkeys. Shao Shao understood in his heart, but his hands, feet and voice came back after a long time, and he finally pulled his eyes back, and saw that it was the butcher who patted her on the shoulder. Before she could understand what was going on, her body sank involuntarily and she slumped into her chair.

"What's wrong with you?" asked the butcher with concern.

Shao Shao finally moved his eyes to look at him, opened his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice, "Drunk." The "butcher" patted her on the shoulder, "Eat more vegetables, eat more vegetables, Xiao Er, the guest hotel here will send half a catty of beef." Shao Shao fixed his mind and said "thank you". "This restaurant is owned by your family?" Shao Shao asked, "Yes, it has been open for many years." ”